I don't read a great deal of true crime - I guess having investigated it for a hefty chunk of my career, reading it doesn't attract me as much as it does many people.I got on to this title from chatting with one of the authors, Ruth Wykes, for one of her current book projects. Combined with my last year and a half as a detective being in the Vice Squad, the subject of murdered sex workers was immediately of interest to me.This book is simply excellent. It is horrendous to read of one murder after another of these women, generally street-based sex workers and therefore some of the very most vulnerable women in society. The authors, Kylie Fox and Ruth Wykes, tackle this difficult subject with skill, writing in an informative and objective way, but displaying great compassion. A book like this, in less adept writing hands, could all too easily become a feminist-style polemic, but Fox and Wykes avoid this pitfall, and instead deliver a very readable, although incredibly sad, collection of accounts of the lives and brutal deaths of 65 sex workers around Australia since the 1970s. The appalling violence in these deaths, almost exclusively perpetrated by males, is spelled out, as it should be to illustrate its horror. The fact that only about half of these murders have ever been solved is also highlighted, with the point being clearly made that society as a whole, and the media and the cops in particular, often regard the lives of sex workers as somehow less valuable than other people. This, of course, is the central tragedy in the lives of these women and girls. Along with the perils of drug addiction, which walk hand-in-hand with sex work for many. Fox and Wykes have the breadth of understanding to see the true tragedy of the drug problem: that it is a health and welfare issue above all, rather than the crime problem that the Establishment in our society dictates it should be. As an ex-cop who has believed in drug legalisation, combined with harm-minimisation strategies, for a very long time (and whilst I was still in the police), these accounts of the dead women so strongly underscore taking a radically different approach to drugs in our society. If drugs had been legally available to these women, many of them would not have been street-based sex workers, and therefore many of them would probably still be alive, enjoying their families and friends and a much better life. There is a very sad irony here: the conservative forces, usually male-dominated, which control Australian society and create the moral taboo around sex work (despite so many of them being customers of the industry), are also the same forces who insist on prohibition of drugs (some of them are major beneficiaries of the drug trade, too). And the authors here manage to capture the hypocrisy of those in power with the corrupt links between police, politicians and the sex industry.On a final note, there was an added poignancy for me with this book: one of the murdered girls, Clare Garabedian, was a street-based sex worker in Perth when I was working vice there in the late 90s. I met Clare several times, another very young, drug-addicted human tragedy; someone whose life could potentially have been so different. I remember when she was murdered. Fortunately, those who killed her were caught and brought to justice.I can't recommend this book enough. All credit to the authors for their delivery: they have illustrated all the brutal and tragic aspects of these 65 cases, made many valid points of social commentary, highlighted the hypocrisy and failings in our society, and yet none of these aspects have been overplayed. Rather, the lingering effect of this book for me is the sheer humanity of it - this book is about many themes, but overwhelmingly it is about 65 people, women and girls, who tragically are no longer with us.ABP

Over the many years of my work in corruption investigations, I've delved into many, many councils in New South Wales. And so I have a treasure trove of tales of corruption to draw upon - local government is an incredibly fertile ground for naughtiness! I certainly use some of what I've seen to inspire my fiction writing, but some tales are so stellar that they warrant joining this blog of factual history! These are the stories which are not fictionalized, aside from being anonymized.

These things happened!!!Here's the first of them, and it's an absolute pearler!

This is a tale of Nepotism Central.I had a complaint in a council about the recruitment process for the HR Manager (of all positions!). So, the background was this: the HR Manager's position had been vacant for some time, with an HR Officer (Person X) acting in the position. Nothing unusual so far. This acting person (Person X) was very much in favour with the council's general manager and executive - basically did their bidding, and had a very "close", and I mean "very close" (saliva involved, me thinks), relationship with one of the executive who was going to sit on the selection panel for this recruitment. (The general manager also ended up sitting on the selection panel, along with two other executive members.) Again, whilst starting to get a little distasteful, and a little issue of a potential conflict of interest, nothing here is unusual in government circles.So the vacant position was then advertised - but internally only.

Wait till you see how much this job was paying! Read on!

The council's recruitment policy said that if recruitment was to be internal only, there had to be a "pool" of suitable applicants. Person X, who was applying for the position, went to one of their staff and told them to apply as well, so that there would be a "pool" of applicants, namely two of them. To the credit of that staff member, they refused to comply.So, the recruitment process still progressed with just the application of Person X. So much for a "pool". How does one person constitute a "pool"? Go figure. Clearly, the council's own policy counted for nothing, since Person X was definitely wanted for the job.

But the real "get me the fuck out of here" moment is yet to come.

The "essential criteria" for the position, those things you just have to have to be eligible, included "relevant tertiary qualifications".Now, Person X had NO relevant tertiary qualifications, absolutely none.A major problem, you would think?Aha! Never underestimate the audacity of the corrupt in government. Never, ever.So, the applications closed for this recruitment - only one application - from Person X. The idea of a "pool" was long gone. And Person X did not meet the essential criteria for the job.No problem at all, for this council and its executives - three of them! After the applications closed, the only applicant, Person X, was interviewed for the job. After that, and already acting in the position, Person X was allowed to rewrite the position description, for the position they were applying for, to remove the essential criteria they could not meet.Then, two days later, Person X was appointed to the job, now that they could meet the criteria for the job.I don't think, in all my years, I've ever seen such a brazen example of corrupt nepotism anywhere.And as if the above isn't bad enough...

And guess what the position was paying...

$230,000 p.a.

Yes, that's right. Nearly a quarter of a million dollars a year, and this is the corrupt recruitment process that enabled it. Aside from the obscene iniquity of it all, I do feel sorry for the ratepayers in that council area. Especially since, on all accounts, Person X wasn't even any good as an HR practitioner.So, $230,000 p.a. when you can't even meet the essential criteria for the job.Not bad fucking work if you can get it!

In this issue, as promised in my intro issue, I'm going to relate my experience of the NSW Department of Community Services (DoCS).

Corruption Central!

I was deluded enough to take a job at DoCS after I decided to leave ICAC. Given my extensive child protection background, when I saw a job advertised for a new function reviewing child deaths within departmental care, I actually thought I might be able to make a difference. Well, we all live and learn.As a side note, whilst I've left various jobs feeling somewhat disenchanted with them, in hindsight I've never regretted taking a job, except for this one at DoCS. I only spent 12 months there.I should have listened to my gut feeling at the two job interviews I had, as the senior DoCS members on the panels came across as some of the coldest people I've ever met.Anyway, that urge to do good things overrode my instinct and I took the job - Assistant Director for Child Death Reviews.Fool was I.Things started innocuously enough, with setting up systems, collating data, etc. But it rapidly became clear that DoCS was not remotely interested in properly "reviewing" deaths of children in its care. What the DoCs senior management appeared to want was a thorough and detailed justification of the Department's actions, regardless of the outcomes.Of course, those "outcomes" were dead children. Dead because of all sorts of reasons, but the one thing they all had in common was that they were under DoCS oversight as these were the seriously vulnerable and at-risk children in our society.Now, before you think I'm writing off every single person within community services, I'm not. In my short time at DoCS, I met many front-line staff who were trying their hardest to do a damned difficult and thankless job. And I applaud those dedicated and caring staff.But DoCS head office was another culture completely. This was the culture of cover up and deception and document destruction; the culture of avoiding responsibility and accountability at all costs.Things came to a head for me with the case of a baby who was beaten to death in a town in country NSW. The child had been placed with supposedly carefully selected carers, who both happened to have extensive records of alcohol and violence. The DoCS office didn't carry out proper checks, it turned out, and then placed the infant in the custody of these clearly unsuitable people. The little child was murdered, no glossing over that. The DoCs office then claimed they had done the checks, even "creating" records to try and establish this, but came unstuck in the review as, for one thing, the police records simply didn't correspond.When I wrote my review report, I obviously highlighted this appalling negligence in not doing the checks, and then the egregious malfeasance in trying to cover up the fact. To cut a long story short, I was called in by DoCS senior management, and directed, loudly and aggressively, to remove the damning portion from my report. I was told that I could find fault with systems used, but under no circumstances was I to make any negative findings about DoCS personnel.Yeah, I've never been that ambitious - I refused. That wasn't exactly what you'd call a "career move". However, I didn't foresee what was in store for me; should have guessed it was going to get nasty.Three weeks of daily sessions (had been weekly meetings previously, but it seemed I suddenly deserved special attention) with senior management followed, being yelled at and denigrated, along with other punitive tactics. It was all intended, no doubt, to make me cave in. I didn't last longer than the three weeks, and I left. Not my proudest professional day. Rather than my resolve to stand my ground surrendering, it was finally my health that gave out, following the constant bullying, and I left in an ambulance (literally!).I never saw the final review report, but I'd bet it was nicely sanitised and the "inconvenient" evidence collected had probably gone into a shredder.And there were other aspects I saw which reflected endemic corruption at DoCS head office, including discussions about removing documents from files before the NSW Ombudsman viewed them. It was, simply put, an entirely corrupt culture.Whilst this sort of corruption has nothing to do directly with money, I think on many levels it is far more serious. It's all about protecting the Establishment power structure from all scandal and criticism, let alone legal culpability. And innocent, vulnerable members of our community are the victims.If you're prepared to cover up the true facts around a child's death, then I would suggest that you are utterly morally bankrupt; you have sunk to the lowest level of gutter corruption possible; and you have surrendered all human decency to serve your own venal needs, and perhaps those of others (in this case, the government of the day - as they never like scandals under their watch).Yes, whilst I've seen a lot of corruption in my time, in terms of a sheer moral abomination, nothing has ever topped what I experienced at DoCS.May all those responsible for this type of corruption truly rot in hell.Cheers,ABP

P.S.1: More Corruption Tales coming!

P.S.2: In case you've read the above and are wondering if I tried to do anything outside DoCS... (and a fair question).​I subsequently tried twice to contact a senior officer at the Ombudsman's office with oversight responsibilities for DoCS - my calls were not returned. To set the context at the time, the government had recently given a $4B funding injection to DoCS. I don't think anyone wanted to rock the boat, that's my speculation. Or maybe that person was just bad at returning calls. Who knows?After I left DoCS, there was a Commission of Enquiry into child protection matters. I did make a submission. One of their lawyers contacted me and said they would need me to produce some documents or evidence to support my submission, if they were to be able do anything. Yeah, given the nature of my leaving, I wasn't exactly collating documentary evidence on my way out the door.So, the lesson to me was that our oversight mechanisms can be very "selective" in their oversight urges.Sad but true.Oh, and whilst I was in the process of resigning, I did formally complain to DoCS about the way I had been treated. Result? Nothing. Not that there were any surprises there.

Yes, sadly it's a pervasive aspect of human nature. Almost all of my professional life has been on the front line with corruption, whether it be investigating it or witnessing it. And when I use the term "corruption", I'm using it in its traditional sense: using one's position and/or power to gain a personal benefit, or bestow a benefit on someone else.I'm not interested in the technically-defined types of corruption, whether it be "noble cause" misconduct (breaking the rules to get the right result), or police getting half price hamburgers, or administrative paperwork being "massaged" to comply with unrealistic or inflexible rules. I remember well this last type: as detectives, we often had to work overtime without getting paid for it, as there was insufficient budget, but we still insisted on locking up crooks. Old-fashioned, I know! So every now and then, if Friday afternoon was looking empty, the boss would tell us to go for lunch at the pub and not bother coming back. In other words, the afternoon off in lieu of all the unpaid overtime. Of course, our duty journals needed to reflect that we worked our shift until 4 p.m. And so they did. These days, times having changed, those technically inaccurate journal times would be regarded as "police corruption". Meanwhile, you should see all the real shit that goes on...I'm going to be doing a series of blogs detailing some of the stellar examples of corruption I've seen over the years. I won't be naming anyone, so don't expect any scoops. But, in line with my fiction writing serving to showcase what goes on in our society, these blogs are going to relate true tales of corruption, again to share with you some of what really goes on behind those respectable façades.One of the most interesting aspects of this for me is that our society still hangs on to the image of corruption as being the bags of cash changing hands - my blog image attests to this! And, sure, bribery is still huge business. But so much of corruption in government and its agencies actually relates to corrupt decision-making, whether it be to cover up scandals, appoint favoured mates to jobs, or to keep political masters happy.And given all the years I worked as a detective, you might thing my best examples would come from what I saw going on in the squads. No, is the short answer. I saw a few things over the years I wasn't very impressed with, but on the whole I found most of my fellow detectives to be honest. Short-cuts and administrative paperwork issues aside, those men and women did their work for their community, and not to serve their own greed and self-interest. No, and this may be surprising, the most endemically corrupt organisational culture I have ever come across was that at the NSW Department of Community Services, where I was unfortunate enough to spend 12 months of my working life. And it certainly wasn't your bribery style of corruption. Rather, it was the routine covering up of matters and the falsification of paperwork to perpetuate the lies. Anyway, my next blog will dish up the details of that lovely organisation.Stay tuned.Cheers,ABP

I spent several years as a Chief Investigator at the ICAC, and I loved the work we did. The amount of entrenched corruption in the New South Wales public sector, both state government and local government, is truly staggering. If you are a taxpayer/ratepayer, you genuinely have cause to despair.At the ICAC, we did what we could and we did a lot of good work, within the constraints we had. Frankly, the ICAC could do with being a lot bigger than it is - there is no shortage of work for it.And being truly independent is vital. And I mean TRULY independent.

Yet now, the NSW Premier has taken a butcher's knife to the ICAC and its Commissioner.Make no mistake, all of the recent castration of the ICAC by the State government is a direct payback for the outstanding work the Commission did in relation to exposing all the corruption in both major political parties in relation to financial donations.Do not be fooled by the pretence that the changes now proceeding were the result of the ICAC's investigation of a state prosecutor - all of that story is a fancy sideshow, convenient to the government to provide a smokescreen for its true motives.

The changes are payback, pure and simple.

The ICAC took on both the major political parties, exposed their inherent corruption, and now revenge is being served up.This would be a pitiful comment on our democracy at any time, but at a time when so many of our citizens view our political system with disdain and contempt, as utterly ruined and contemptible, and rightly so, it is nothing short of tragic.The NSW Premier and his government should forever be viewed as Santa and his elves for those who crave corruption in the future - it will be so much easier for them as a result of the neutering of the ICAC.​And all in the month a former politician went to jail, as a result of an ICAC investigation.They really don't like to be held accountable, do they?!!! ​ABP